Meng Qianxue looked at Chen Qing's calm profile, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "Junior Brother Chen, thank you for escorting me today. Our situations right now... are actually quite similar. Those gatherings for the True Successor Candidates... if there are more in the future, they probably won't invite me again."
"If... if you make any progress in your Cultivation in the future, or if you're feeling bored, perhaps... we could visit and exchange pointers more often."
She had always been proud and aloof, a figure adored by all among the Inner Sect Disciples.
However, her crushing defeat when challenging Lu Chenming was like a basin of ice water, not only extinguishing her arrogance but also forcing her to see the cruelty of reality.
The fellow disciples who had once eagerly flocked around her still acted the same on the surface, but their previous warmth had quietly faded.
